"I can't believe you let that little girl go off to the prom like that", said Jeff outraged.
"What? You don't think I should've?" Jamie questioned.
"No! Are you kidding?" said Jeff.
"Then why didn't you say anything earlier, Jeff?" asked Jamie flustered.
"Well, you didn't ask me", said Jeff.
"Well, I didn't think you'd care", explained Jamie.


"Of course I care, she's my daughter-in-law, and she has a baby her the oven!" argued Jeff.
"Darling, is that you talking or is that the beer?" asked Jamie.
"It's both. But anyways, ask me too next time", said Jeff.
"Okay, okay, I'll make sure with you next time", agreed Jamie.
The house phone started jitter, making them jump out of their seats.
"Honey, can we please get a new house phone?" pleaded Jeff.
"But mama loves that phone, you know you can't win against my mama", giggled Jamie.


"Hello", chimed Jamie.
"Hello? Mom?!" anxiously yelled Flint.
"Hey Noah, how's the dance-"
"Mom! Asia is having the baby", Flint informed her.
"Oh, that's nice...wait..what?" rambled Jamie, "She's in labor now?"
"Yeah Mom, we're on our way to the hospital right now!" distressed Flint.
"Okay sit tight, we'll be right there", said Jamie


"Darling, I think it's time we pick the kids up from the movies", said Jamie.
"What? Why?" Jeff groaned as he sipped his beer.
"Because you're going to be a grandfather", smiled Jamie.
"Ugh...can I just have five more minutes?" asked Jeff.
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Kyle


Chris stood there aimlessly leaning on the wall trying to avoid the surveillance cameras which overlooked
the entire abandoned warehouse. There cameras were posted up around every corner of the building.
Cameras that shouldn't even be active, but yet are. The place looked like an old, rundown foundry
that had been cast aside for at least ten years.
"The limousine is parked right out front. Riley is definitely inside this warehouse. But how did he get in?
The front is barricaded and the windows are barred. There must me another way in somewhere.
Should I wait for back up?" Chris wondered frantically.
Startled, Chris whipped himself around as he heard a loud crunch come from behind him.


"Freeze!" shouted Chris as he angled his gun.
"Ah! Wait, wait, wait!" I bellowed at the fear of his handgun.
"Don't shoot!" exclaimed Anthony wrapping his arms around his head.
"Jesus Christ! You two startled me, didn't I say to wait in the car?!" Chris complained.
"Didn't your parents teach you kids not to sneak up on someone holding a gun?" Chris presumed.
"We startled you? Get that thing out of our face!" I yelled still squinting my eyes.
"Yeah, point that thing in another direction already, will yeah?" Anthony said disturbed.
Chris sighed and set aside his firearm, finally, "What the hell are you two doing wandering about?"
"We wanted to help you search", Anthony replied.
"Yeah, the more time we sit around out here, the more time that freak has with Mimi", I cited.


"Help, huh?" sighed Chris, "Well, the two of you can help me find an entrance. And if you come across one, come back and tell me where it is. Alright?"
"Just an entrance? That's it?" asked Anthony.
"Yeah, the warehouse is boarded up", answered Chris, "So split up already".
"I'll go this way", I said walking past the entrance.
"Hey! Watch out for the surveillance cameras, kid", warned Chris when I walked past one.
This was so like the Batchet's, surveillance cameras eying you around every corner.
How could I possibly avoid this many cameras at once? I'm no James Bond.
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"Looks like I'll have to hug that wall", thought Chris.


"Should I find some self-protection? It's so dark", thought Anthony.
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"So that door does open", I thought as I walked inside the vacant room.
I discontinued my steps as I examined the room. The walls and floors were rundown, dirty as if they
hadn't been scrubbed clean in years. Graffiti and old posters showed signs of previous intruders.
Old furniture sat out as if someone was living here. Was Riley perhaps living here?
On the table, there were some scraps and pieces that looked to belong to different kinds of cameras.
"This has to be his secret hideaway", I thought.
Mimi has to be around here somewhere. But where exactly?
It wasn't long before I realized that there was an elevator hidden well in the corner of the room.
I know I'm supposed to tell Chris if I ever found anything, but I can't ignore the fact that he'll
most likely toss me in the backseat of his car again. I have to find Mimi, I need to know if she's alright.
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"I never in my wildest dreams ever thought a day would come where it would just be you..and me", chuckled Riley.
He stood over Mimi watching and waiting for her to open her wild, blue eyes and look at him.
"Mimi? Oh Mimi?" Riley riddled.
He still had no response from her, "Huh, perhaps I used to much chloroform".
When Riley turned his head to look at the video feed, his boredom dropped and something peaked his interests.


"Well what do you know? It's our first guest Mimi. Shall I invite him up?" delusional, Riley spoke to himself.
Riley walked over to the rustic table the security system sat on, and pushed down on the button.
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"Why won't this stupid elevator respond?" I questioned as I repeatedly hit the button.
If the elevator doesn't work, then could Riley be in some other room?
I stopped hitting the button, ready to turn around and leave until the elevator made a loud ring sound.
"So now the damn thing works?" I breathed.
I walked inside and pressed hard on the second floor button.
The doors made a loud screeching sound as they shut closed.
If Riley is on the second floor, I'm not quite sure as to how I will react when I see his face.


I heard the elevator ring, snapping me out of my train of thought. I was on the second floor.
The doors slowly drifted open, it seemed as if the doors weren't going to open at all.
I cautiously exited the elevator, lifting my head to the dismay I had found lying in the room.
"What the hell?"


"Taylor?" I asked.
"Who-whose there?" Taylor said frightened.
I couldn't believe what my eyes were seeing right now.
Why in the world would Riley go this far? And to his own sister? He has seriously gone mad.
I nearly jumped out of my shoes as I heard someone grumble from behind.
"Mr. Peters?!" I gasped. I shouldn't even be surprised that Riley had something to do with his disappearance.
But to Taylor? Now that was a shock. Mr. Peters murmured some more behind the duct tape.
"Ky-kyle, is that you?" Taylor stuttered.


I got down on my knees, "Yeah, it's me. Hold on and don't worry, I'm going to get you guys out of here".
I tried to untangle the rope that was tightly tied around her wrist, I could see her body as it trembled.
The room was freezing cold and she was lightly dressed in her pajamas. I can't believe Riley did this.
No one deserves this kind of punishment, not even her. Mr. Peters mumbled some more.
"Yeah Mr. Peters, I'm coming, I'm coming. This rope isn't exactly easy yeah know", I badgered.
I untied Taylor and then briskly walked over to Mr. Peters to unfasten him from the seat.


Taylor slowly rolled over and gazed at her surroundings, "What the hell is this?! What kind of sick place-"
She stopped mid sentence as her gaze halted at the sight of Mr. Peters in the chair.
"Get me out of here, Kyle! Where's the exit?!" Taylor cried.
"Taylor! Calm down, you are not helping the situation by yelling", I bashed.
If I knew she was going to be this bad, I would've kept her tied up.


Mr. Peters coughed and gasped for air as I ripped the tape off his dry mouth.
"Mr. Peters are you okay?" I asked concerned.
He made a dry cough, "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm-" I caught him as he nearly fell over.
"What's going on here? Have you seen Mimi?" I questioned him.
"That bastard, Riley has been drugging us with sleeping gas to weaken us. And no, I haven't seen Mimi.
What is he trying to do? Kidnap the whole damn bloody school?" he blazed.
Mr. Peters began to stare at the elevator.
"Kyle, check the elevator and see if it works", Mr. Peters ordered.
"It works, I just used..it-" I stopped speaking as I hit the elevator button, "It's not working".


"I knew it", breathed Mr. Peters.
"Knew what? Why isn't the elevator working anymore?" I asked.
"Before, I tried to escape and use the elevator but it didn't come on", he told me.
"So then, he's controlling it?" I presumed.
"Yes, he's trapped you in here with us", said Mr. Peters.
"Well I'm not going to just sit here and wait!" I clamored.
"Well neither am I. I've been here a while and I've thought of another way out", Mr. Peters confidently said.
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"Huh, so he chose the second floor, not bad", Riley observed, "But now he's stuck", he chuckled.
He turned away from the screen, "Man, this is too easy".


"Right Mimi?" he said leaning over her, "Right Riley", he pretentiously said.
"Maybe I should give her a shot of adrenaline", he pondered.
Mimi's nose flared and her head wrinkled as she softly muttered, "Kyle".
"Hm, so that's who you are thinking about?" Riley assumed, "Well forget him".


Mimi lifted open her eyes, shifting them from left to right wandering around the room.
Her eyes watered at the sight of the deranged, four-eyed, oaf who stood before her.
"What? Don't be sad, I'm not going to harm you", Riley reassured her.
Mimi couldn't believe it. All she could think about were the needles and knives on the table beside her.
Her lips quivered in confusion as she realized the situation she was in, "Ah..Ah!" she audibly screamed.
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"Ah!" Asia wailed in pain.
"You are doing good. Keep pushing, Asia!" encouraged Dr. Chapman.
"Yeah Asia, hold on you're almost done!" cheered Flint grasping her hand.
"One, two, three, push!" Nurse Terry directed.
"Ah! This freaking hurts!" Asia cried.


"I'm know it does, but don't give up. Keep going!" said Flint.
"You don't have any idea. This is your damn fault!" Asia randomly imputed.
"Asia", Flint's eyes enlarged.
"Don't worry sweetie, I see this happen all the time with husbands and wives", laughed Nurse Terry.
"I see the head!" claimed Dr. Chapman.
"Asia, that was mean-" Flint was interrupted by the bawling of his newborn child.
"Yup! It's a girl", informed Dr. Chapman.
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"Mr. Peters could you do this any slower?" I pestered.
"Kyle..mate, these things take time", he said focused on it.
"I can see your hands shaking! Just let me do it", I urged.
"Kyle, leave him alone! You're being a impatient", said Taylor.
"Impatient? of course I'm impa-"
I was interrupted by the extremely loud, high-pitched, scream that came through the vents above us.
"Hey, that sounds like..Mimi", Taylor said worried, "What is he doing to her?!" Taylor began to wail again.


"Mimi?" I muttered.
"Yup, that's definitely her alright", Mr. Peters agreed, "He's probably going to sedate her".
"What?" I gasped.
"Well you've seen how weak and frail Riley looks. He has to sedate his victims", explained Mr. Peters.
What Mr. Peters was saying did make a lot of sense. Riley obviously isn't the offensive type
he had to sneak up on both him and Taylor just to capture them. He must've done the same to Mimi.
Well I'm not about to sit here and let him lay his hands on her.
"Mr. Peters..move", I ordered.
"What?" he said.


"Move!" I shouted while Mr.Peters dodged my foot as I tried to kick open the air shaft.
"What in the blazes?! You almost kicked my head in!" yammered Mr. Peters.
"We need to hurry up and get this thing open", I said kicking it.
"You really must love that girl", muttered Mr. Peters.
The screws that were loosened by Mr. Peters fell to ground. I kicked it in once more as the air vent fell to the ground.
"Let's go", I said determined.
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"I feel like I've been walking around in circles", thought Anthony, "Wait, is that an entrance?"
Anthony pushed the door as it unexpectedly opened before him.
Anthony sighed, "Finally, geez".
He stopped walking and became suddenly fixated on the loud rambling that was coming from the wall.
"What's that sound?"


Anthony watched as the air vent went flying across the room.
Hands started to creep out and then a head, "What the?" Anthony baffled.
Mr. Peters had leaped out of the shaft with Taylor trailing him from right behind.
"We made it", breathed Mr. Peters giving Taylor a hand.
"Hey", Anthony startled them, "What are you guys doing here?"


"You too?" obscured Taylor.
"What do you mean by you too?" questioned Anthony.
"We were held here captive for God knows how long. We just ran into Kyle who helped us escape", said Mr. Peters.
"Kyle, helped you guys? Where is he?" Anthony asked bothered, "He wasn't suppose to go in alone".
"He went after Riley", said Taylor.
"That idiot!" shouted Anthony.
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Mimi


"What is this?! Where am I, Riley?!" I said panicking.
"No need to worry your pretty head, your safe", replied Riley.
What kind of response is that? I'm not safe, he's delusional.
"Let me go, I want to go home!" I cried.
"You want to leave me already? But you just got here?" he sadly said.
I began to whimper, "What do you want from me?"


Riley laughed and finally answered, "The only thing I want is you".
"What? I don't understand", I said confused.
"How about this? I let you go home for one thing in return", offered Riley.
"What?"
I watched the distance between Riley's face and mine become closer and closer.
"No!" I yelped as I began to try and squeeze my hands out of the cuffs, "Get away!"
A larger shadow suddenly appeared before me and Riley.


"Get off of her, you scumbag!" ordered Kyle as he grabbed hold of Riley.
"I was wondering when you'd show up", gleamed Riley happily.
How can he happily say that when he knows he can't beat Kyle on his own?
"Oh really?" asked Kyle.
"Really", laughed Riley.


"Well wonder about this!" said Kyle.
He furiously dragged Riley away from me and punched him square in the face breaking his expensive frames.
Kyle had demolished him making him drop to the cold floor.
There's no way that Riley could get back up after a hit like that.


"Mimi, where did he put the keys?" Kyle asked.
"Um, in his pocket..I think", I guessed.
"You better have the keys or else! You damn freakshow", threatened Kyle.
Kyle searched everyone of Riley's pockets and luckily found it in his right jean pocket.
"I got them", said Kyle.


Kyle walked over to me with the key in his hand, "Hang on".
Did Kyle come all this way by himself to save me?
I don't even think I could have the courage to do that.
"Kyle?"
"Yeah?" said Kyle.
"Thank you", I said.
He laughed, "Don't thank me just yet".
I heard a clicking sound as the cuffs slipped right off my wrists.


"Kyle, when we get out of here-" I fearfully stopped when I saw the weapon Riley was wielding.
"What were you saying?" asked Kyle who was unaware.
"Am I interrupting?" Riley finally spoke.
Kyle whipped himself around to face Riley, "Riley, why you-"
Kyle had stopped speaking and suddenly clenched his chest falling on his knee.


"Look what we have here", chuckled Riley, "Looks like it's finally kicking in".
"Riley...you", Kyle breathed heavily.
"Kyle, are you okay? What's wrong?" I asked concerned.
"So maybe I messed with your medication a little, no biggie", said Riley.
"What? What medication?" I said at a loss.
"When I get my hands on you-"
Riley interrupted Kyle, "I don't know, that might be a little tricky for you now".


"Want to bet?!" Kyle leaped up trying to grab hold of Riley.
"Well I wasn't expecting that", thought Riley.
I watched closely at the knife Riley held tightly onto.
Riley hastily shuffled to the side avoiding Kyle's attempt.


Kyle crashed down on the floor once again but quickly attempted once more.
"Hm, you think you can take me in your condition?" Riley mocked.
"Shut up!" yelled Kyle attacking Riley once again.
I shouted as Kyle went for the plunge, "Kyle stop! He has a knife!"


Riley immediately tried to slash through Kyle, but luckily he missed.
I can't take this anymore. I can't just sit here and watch as Riley tries to stab Kyle.
I bent over in the seat unbuckling the straps from around my ankles.
I need to quickly help Kyle before he gets himself hurt.


Riley swung once more with the knife missing, Kyle took him by the arm dragging him down to the ground.
I finished unfastening the straps and looked up to see Riley on top of Kyle.
"Kyle, hold on!" I said running towards him.
"Mimi, stay back!" struggled Kyle, "It's dangerous!"


I ran over ignoring his words, without thinking, "Riley! Let him go!" I demanded.
The two continued to grapple one another, ignoring my presence.
I hurriedly walked to the side of Riley hoping to push him off Kyle.
"Mimi, get back!" Kyle growled.
I pushed Riley off Kyle as he stumbled on his bottom, Riley instantly stood on his feet
projecting the knife in my direction.
"Mimi", Riley hummed.


"Mimi, no!" Kyle quickly secured me from the danger.
I felt as Kyle's body pushed up against me for a split second.
The strong clasp he had on me was quickly fading away.
"Kyle?" I called.
He didn't answer. I could feel his arms beginning to sway off me.
I grabbed a hold of his back, my hands felt a wet sensation. Blood?
"Kyle!" I cried.


I laid Kyle on his back and looked at him. His face was motionless.
Is he even breathing? Please God, no. Not Kyle.
I started to lightly smack his cheeks, "Kyle, you fool! Wake up!"


My eyes started to burn as my eyeliner seeped into my eyes.
Kyle, you idiot. I wish you never came for me. I wish you would've worried about yourself.
Now look at you, it's all my fault. I should've listened to and stayed out of the way.
Now you're..you're..
"No, you can't be dead!" I exclaimed, "You can't be", I dug my face into his vest.
I lifted my head looking at the shadow that surrounded us.


"Well Mimi, look what you made me do", Riley accused, "You made me kill your boyfriend".
I sat silently, carelessly ignoring him.
"Are you mad at me now? Wow. Well...like the saying goes, if I can't have you, then nobody can!" Riley raised the knife.
"How about you just can't have her?!" said a familiar voice.


"What-" Riley yammered.
Anthony whipped around and gave Riley a roundhouse kick, knocking him over to the side.


"Nice kick, Anthony", commented Chris, "Hello Riley".
"Shit", said Riley.
"Shit's right, now how about you hand over that knife, you liar", said Chris as he took the knife from Riley's hand.
"Why couldn't you be a good little geek?" bantered Anthony.
"Now turn your ass over so I can cuff you", said Chris aiming the gun at Riley's head.


"Hey Mimi, are you guys alright..wait, what's that?" Anthony speculated, "Is that blood?"
"Anthony! Call an ambulance and call the police", said Chris.
"You don't have to tell me twice!" confirmed Anthony.
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